My Beloved Arana's

Chapter 18: The Amber Plan

Alva was talking to Arana when she suddenly felt a sharp and hot look from next to her. There is no need to look or glance to find that Amber is the gazer. Alva noticed her impoliteness and rolled up a smile while looking at Amber and Arana alternately. "I'll why the other guests."

Arana nodded.

"Amber, please enjoy the party." Afterwards, Alva passed leaving the two at the corner of the ballroom. Standing next to the table drinks and sweet cakes are adorable and seem very suitable to be used as a photo object for selebgrams or the like.

Oh, he didn't even wait for Amber's reply.

Amber immediately looked at Arana and glared. "This is crazy Arana. Don't tell me you're really gonna let that guy take your chastity? Even though he's your husband, as far as he knows, you're Alana."

Arana widens her eyes and suddenly realizes what makes her feel uncomfortable even before the wedding. Damn, how could Arana forget such a big problem?

"Amber, I, I don't want to do it! I still want to keep my first night for the person I love!"

Arana would probably cry, completely doomed her negligence with a future problem like this. Arana is a principled girl. She can only give her honor to the man she loves, and who is already her husband. Alva is her husband, but she does not love him. After all, this marriage is fake. If Alva finds out that she's not the girl he loves, somehow in the future!

Arana holds Amber's arm and whines. "Amber, how's this?"

Amber was silent for a while. His forehead wrinkled, describing how hard he thought, before he flicked his finger getting an idea. "I knew. Hear me. You just need to avoid it every time he tries to do that."

"Right in the first night, you can say if you are tired and want to rest immediately. He will agree because you two will definitely indeed be very exhausted after this party. Then, two days later, say you are having your period. For 2 weeks, you'll be fine!" Amber offers a brilliant idea, but Arana soon asks.

"Then what's next?" Ask.

Amber turned her brain. "Look Arana, let's think positive. It seemed like Alva was not the type of person who seemed to be eager to do such things. With her job, she will probably spend more time in her company than at home. So, the point is you just have to avoid your first night. I'm serious, if she doesn't even believe me, wear a pad!"

"Honeymoon problem, how should I give you advice? Just tell me you're tired!" Amber.

Arana was hoping, Alva is really busy!

...***...

Arana was still chatting with Amber when she felt an uncomfortable feeling in her mind. It was as if he was being stared at intensely. Arana's manic circulates, only to find people seem to be chatting lightly and looking relaxed. No one looked at her, and Arana was a little lost thinking it might just be her feelings.

"Hey, Na. What's up?" The question made Arana turn her head, looking at Amber who was looking in confusion before shaking her head.

"Ah, no. It's nothing."

Butno. The curiosity is getting bigger. Arana glanced around, and in the end stopped. The pair of beads stared at the corner of the ballroom. There was someone there, staring back at him. The pair of dark beads collided with his hazelnut bead. No one knew what the two were thinking, yet as soon as Arana reacted, the person turned around and left. Leaving the ballroom and the confused Arana. I wonder why the man was looking at her.

"What the hell is it, Na?" Ask Amber.

Arana shook her head once more. "No, it looks like I just saw someone who looks like Lily."

Amber laughed, "How is that possible? He's in Sydney right now, struggling with his favorite obnoxious formulas."

"Yes, that's just my feeling." Better to say it like that than Amber worried.

Arana smile. He raised his glass, sipped the sweet liquid inside. The pair of beads rose slightly, looking up as the pair of manics expanded instantly.